It was decided that the winner of each year’s tournament would be where the finals were held the following year. If the winner from the Rome tournam...nt won the world-wide tournament, then the following year it would be in Rome.We didn’t take a chartered jet across to England but were in first class. There was already a team on the ground setting up. Due to the locations in the different countries, very few would be played on the beach. They would set up courts in parks, having to set up nets. I just wanted us to give it a try -- to be a couple, and to be exclusive, at least for as long as both of us wanted to be together."Juniper seemed a little impatient with my point of view. "I don't think you ... I don't think anybody really understands what I'm like, deep down," she said. "I'm like a guy, y'know? I mean, I really enjoy sex. I'm not one of those girls, has to be persuaded and begged and cajoled." You're like a guy that way, huh?" That's right. And if I was a guy and I'd slept. So if you feel the need…go right ahead. Don’t let me stop you, alright honey?” She turned over. Their eyes met. He smiled, humbly, at her, and she questioned what he’d told her. He nodded his head as he smiled into her eyes and then he caressed her cheek. “It’s alright with me,” he said again softly. “You mean that honestly?” she said. He nodded his head and continued to smile and as he did he touched her arm, gently. “I mean it honey,” he reassured her as he nodded his head. For a moment there. "Is this picture satisfactory for your identification?" That will be fine." Good. Sir? Look at the camera, please."He took Jack's picture, got an OK on it and typed for a minute or so. He pulled out two cards from somewhere under the desk and slid them over to us. They were very similar to drivers licenses. Eastside Country Club was across the top. My picture was below it on the left side of the card. My name and the word Member were on the right side. The back of the card had a magnetic strip.